Everyone wants answers to questions we never ask.
We are merely artists, living life the only way we know how.
Sometimes putting our nature on hold for a path that is not of our choosing. But taking it nonetheless to experience what others say is, "normal."
Normal is what we decide for ourselves, not what others project onto us.
Others cannot understand this until they have lived it.
I finally understand why there are so many problems with the Department of Health and Human Services. They have no code of ethics, literally! Being a single parent, I have to deal with DHHS frequently. I was there this week to get another form (endless process) for the department to eventually lose. While I was standing in line for a half hour, no exaggeration, I was talking to the other unfortunate people waiting for questions to be answered. The woman behind me pointed to an enlarged form on the wall titled "Code of Ethics." This poster is framed and hung nicely. As we read the code, we realized that there are very few ethics on this form that hold true as you try to make your way through the system. We both laughed as we read because many people are being mistreated and the atmosphere is not very friendly since you have to talk to people through bullet-proof glass. She mentioned that she never saw this before and was wondering if we could get a printed out version of these ethics to ponder. As my turn approached, I requested my form and then I decided to ask for my copy of the Department's Code of Ethics. The woman, behind the bullet-proof glass looked at me a little befuddeled and responded, "We don't have anything like that here." I said, "Thank you" and went on my way. Now I finally understand why things don't happen the way they should through the Department of Health and Human Services, they simply do not have any code of ethics with in the work environment. It is only in place for the frustating people in line. Maybe they should replace the unused Code with a nice picture that would do more good than a meaningless list of ethics that the workers seem to know nothing about.
Creating art is a wonderful journey for me. I always start with an idea, then I let the medium speak to me. Sometimes we are on the same page and then there are those wonderful times when the artwork takes on a life of it's own. All you can do is follow it's lead and enjoy the adventure!
Lately, my life has had the same reckless creative style as my artwork. And I am slowly learning to just go with the flow and enjoy the adventure. Having three kids to pave the road for has been a hair-pulling, laugh-till-you-cry experience.
It is very exciting that they are now at an age to go to different galleries with me, help me pick out frames and really take part in the lifestyle I have chosen as an artist.
I always enjoyed making people uncomfortable with my art. This has resulted in two of my pieces being set on fire and burnt to a crisp by the people that were the most affected by the artwork.